"Long, long ago. There were only two forces in existence, the Darkness: slick, slender, physical, corrupted and perilous. And the Light; bright, vivid, abstract, pure and righteous.
Ugh... You know what? NO! I don't feel like telling it all again, would you just read back the notes you made earlier or something? Maybe copy those and paste them here? We're kinda in the middle of something here!"

This is what Everlight told me after I asked her for a brief description of our story. But I guess that's not possible to explain in such few words so easily. Especially when you're being chased by a band of diamond dogs!

Anyhoof, my name is Scribble Writer and yes, I know that's a kinda obvious name for a writer, but I guess that's what you get when you're born in a family of writers...

But I digress, my name is Scribble Writer and this is the story of our adventure. The adventure of the last known Protectors of the Light...